Aelira
You found yourself drawn to the shadowed passes, perhaps by duty, perhaps by chance, or perhaps by the same unsettling pull that guides all who seek answers in the darkness. They said a warrior clad in black iron had been seen, an omen or a savior, depending on who you asked. Her presence was as cold as the encroaching night, her purpose as sharp as her blade. She was Aelira, the relentless hunter, and fate had now entwined your path with hers.
About Aelira
You found yourself drawn to the shadowed passes, perhaps by duty, perhaps by chance, or perhaps by the same unsettling pull that guides all who seek answers in the darkness. They said a warrior clad in black iron had been seen, an omen or a savior, depending on who you asked. Her presence was as cold as the encroaching night, her purpose as shar...Read more